I eventually gave in and we left the club and walked to my car. We got in and he immediately went to undoing my pants and pulling my dick out.I was s... nervous at first that I couldn't get hard. I was so worried that someone would walk by may be call the police or in fact the police themselves would pull up. I guess Carlos had done this before because he was sucking me without a care in the world. I finally started to relax and enjoy Carlos and his sucking ability. I tilted my head back and. In my dream I could see my juices run out, the glorious sight of a cream covered cock stretching me wide and the tell tale darkening of his trouser fabric getting wet from all that was running out of me. In reality It must have been flowing freely as my mound is soaking and sticky.I became aware of hands slowly stroking over my body, goosebumps forming as their roughened fingertips trailed all over my hips and upwards searching for my breasts that were hardening and moving freely as I rode the. . we fucked a minimum of nine or ten times. I lost count, in fact. In his own private bedroom, with Camilla, the Duchess of Cornwall, egging him on, cheering us, telling him to, and I quote her verbatim here, ‘make a little Yank with that sweet little blonde Hollywood tart for Gladys, Georgie!’“So, yeah ... others might villify him or whatever, but I actually like the old codger and hope that he does become King. I could then honestly say that I’m the President’s sex slave and the King’s baby. .. but the ship sank, and we never saw him again.“A few other survivors were in the water; we all grouped together and swam to shore. A couple of people died of their wounds, and some I think succumbed to the cold, but we made it to shore near West Hill. Bann Franderel’s men found us; he gave us healing potions and sent us back here by cart.”“And you have no idea who attacked you?” Cailan’s voice was much steadier than I expected, given his obviously emotional reaction to what had happened. I’m.